When all that is left is the memory.

Pieces of me that fell into you
Got lost and blown around
Where truth your voice whispered
Now lies and deceit abound
The memory so sweet remains
Bringing painful bliss
Casting my doubt upon others
Quickly to fear a kiss
Where has my little love gone
Why did it leave with haste
You seemed to give so freely
Now you’ve let it go to waste

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  • IcyCucky on Feb 25, 2008

    Good one, Kimberly..

  • Liane Schmidt on Feb 27, 2008

    Beautiful and powerful.

    Best wishes.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

  • spostareduro on Feb 27, 2008

    Thanks you guys..I haven’t been feeling very poetic lately I’m afraid. My inspiration was coming from the man I wrote THIS one about. *-) He was the one..

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